Excerpt from Sketches From Sikh History With all 'our boasted refinements, how' gross our appetites and tastes and how dull our susceptibilities! We drag our burdened life like a horse drawing his heavy cart. In the night, we lie in a death-like swoon, and in the day, though we think ourselves wide-awake, we are in a peculiar species of delirium. We are miserable, as we know our limits We are poor tools of some one else's thought. We are, with all our free will, but helpless mediums hypnotised by our circumstances. We have fixed unnatural boundaries to our heart and mind. We have isolated ourselves from the whole living nature. When we are lying asleep during the night, who knows that the destiny-weaving stars may be at work. Some rays creeping silently and mysteriously over our heads. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.